Noelle pressed more into Whitney’s back. The blue haired girl’s arms were trembling as she held onto the other girl’s clothes. She quietly trembled and stared at Ravello with a mix of terror and anger. She couldn’t forgive the man who stole her voice and Ravello did appear quite similar in some aspects to him in her mind right now.
Noelle clenched her teeth, trying to bring herself to say something, but her fear was stopping her. When the woman carrying the food entered, Noelle’s thoughts only grew darker. They were really treated like prisoners here… Sure it looked better than prisons, but in reality it was the same!
She let out a soft growl of fear and anger, still hiding behind Whitney. Noelle was simply going to be in that condition as long as the man was in the room really. There was no way around that, given her past. Her eyes danced between him and the food a few times, but the fear of him prevailed above her hunger for the moment.
@Ambra
Clarice stood in the middle of a ballroom where the high class party was currently going on. It was the usual powerful companies throwing parties around for it’s greatest customers and supporters. Nothing unusual to be seen here, unless you count the agents scattered about the place for both protection and intelligence gathering.
Naturally Clarice caught a lot of gazes as she walked across the hall. She had the looks of a model after all, the only difference was that she was a lot taller than most. She took herself a drink from a passing waitress and headed towards a nearby gathering of a few businessmen who appeared to be in a heated discussion.
She mingled with the crowds for a good few hours, making good impressions and just getting to know the people, before the reason she came here showed up. It was a man in his forties, wearing an expensive suit, he entered the place pretty much like she did, like he owned the place.
Clarice approached him from up front, making him show up a surprised face before he regained his composure.
” Long time no see, my friend.” She said, her voice filled with calmness, noticing some of the guards on the sides of the hall looking rather tense at their master’s surprise.
“Clarice, I heard you retired a few years back.” He replied, gesturing for her to follow him towards the nearest staircase and then to a balcony where they can talk in private. He also took a drink as they walked, attracting a lot of attention from the other guests as the host just arrived and he was already walking somewhere with a woman.
“I need some information, Jack.” Clarice told him when they were at the balcony. She turned her back towards the edge and leaned on the railing softly.
” Massive abduction from Darkwell city… 8 people, all taken suddenly in the matter of about an hour or so.” She stated, looking at the man with serious eyes.
” There is no way something of this caliber happen without anyone getting a word about it. Without you getting a word of it, after all this entire west coast is your playground. You keep your ear out on everything that goes here.” She said, taking a sip from her drink.
“Clarice…” He muttered, looking at her with narrowed eyes.” Why do you expect everything will be fine after vanishing for years?” He asked, staring angrily at her.” Didn’t you say that you will stay by my side if you retire?”
“That, Jack... is a thing that never can happen.” She whispered, passing by him slowly until she stopped when they were shoulder to shoulder.
” I cannot stay with you, I like your wife too much for that to happen~ just remember that night in London as a good memory and never seek to repeat it.” She whistled with a smile and placed a gun in his hand.
” No need for thanks by the way, the assassin is tied up in the bathroom. I will be expecting that info by tomorrow~ Best regards to the wife when you get home later tonight.” After that she left the event the same way she arrived, elegantly and with the attitude of a queen.
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